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Docker's Umbrella

Up to the North

Down to the South

Keep the ships feeding

The big Mersey's mouth

 

14 big docks

And 19 big stops

Dad's got big hands

He works at the 'Brock'

 

He's seen Alexandra

And Nelson too

He passes the Princes

On the way to the 'Loo

 

Jump off at the Sandon

For a bevvy with Joe

Saturday's half day

To the match he will go

 

The merchants at Toxteth

Are rubbing their hands

There's money in shipping

And at Seaforth Sands

 

Jump off at Pier Head

If yer wearing a shirt

Stay on till Herculaneum

To get covered in dirt

 

The EMUs keeping rolling

From morning til night

Our dockers umbrella

What a beautiful sight

 

copyright/all rights reserved Joe Fogg 2011

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Written by
joe-fogg
English
Published
Oct 7, 2011
Lines·Words
29·123
Notes

This, another in the Mersey Rhymes, series recalls Liverpool's overhead railway. It recalls the station names and hints at the long standing passion for football. EMU = Electric Multiple Units - the worlds first railway carriages that did not need a locomotive - now the world standard for Mass Transit Systems.

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